Just when Li Qingyang was about to continue asking, the giant disappeared and all the pictures disappeared.

A thatched house appeared, and an old man sat cross-legged in front of the door, looking at him quietly: "Human race from later generations, you have met your ancestors."

"Ancestor? The giant just now?" Li Qingyang was still in shock, his mind fluctuating violently.

"He is my ancestor, and I am the last shaman."

The old man looked desolate: "A long time ago, the immortals and gods brought trouble to the people. The two emperors, Yan and Huang, launched a war against the immortals. My ancestor was one of the warriors, from the Houtu tribe of the Wu tribe."

Just as Li Qingyang was about to speak, the old man continued: "Listen to what I have to say, my residual thoughts are no longer sustainable and are about to dissipate."

Li Qingyang looked solemn and did not dare to breathe.

"The Witch Clan controls the earth. They are born immortals, but they have declined for some reason. The Hou Tu Emperor felt sorry for the people and created the underworld, allowing all living beings to reincarnate and also preserving the future Witch Clan.

The witch race and the human race intermarried, multiplied and survived, and the witch race came into existence..."

"The immortals and gods are both good and evil, and the evil gods feed on humans. God blessed our human race and gave birth to the two emperors, Yan and Huang. They led us to attack the immortals and gods with their weak human bodies, and we will not retreat until we die..."

"I don't know what the final result will be. The age of immortals and gods has come to an end, and the two emperors Yan and Huang, Emperor Houtu, and Emperor Wa have all disappeared.

As for Emperor Wa, I don’t know much about him. I only know that he is the ancestor of the human race. "

At this point, the old man stopped, his body became illusive, and his expression was lonely and sad: "I have traveled to every corner of Daliang, but I can't find any other witches. I should be the last shaman."

"The last shaman?" Li Qingyang felt his heart pounding. Was this for the human race? Did he fight to the point of annihilation?

"The shaman's cultivation method was improved by a witch named Fang. Humans can practice it. I have not found any descendants of the witch surnamed Fang. I don't know if there is any bloodline left in the world.

Younger generations, carry on with the faith of the witch people. We, the witch clan, are indomitable and are born warriors. We will never retreat for the sake of this world..."

The old man's body was completely transparent and slowly dissipated. His turbid eyes contained hot tears: "If you see Yanhuang in the future, please tell them, and there will be people who remember them."

"By offering fire, you can understand the information I left behind, but there is no way.

There is still a trace of ancestral legacy here, which I have been reluctant to use. I give it to you today. If there is danger, it can inspire the legacy and protect you. "

"senior……"

Li Qingyang shouted, but the old man had completely disappeared and no one could respond to him.

After everything dissipated, Li Qingyang's mind returned. He stood in front of the stone tablet and never left.

The swordsman beside him felt his restraint loosen and said quickly: "Qingyang, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Li Qingyang's voice was hoarse, and there were many more memories in his mind, as well as a method.

"Mountain Patrol Law"!

It can be practiced to the seventh level of Qi training, but according to the description of the method, this Qi training state is many times more powerful than the Qi training of their era!

The earth vein patterns in the void also disappeared, and figures came from the sky one after another.

The stone tablet has been raised, it is two meters high, and it is filled with an extremely ancient atmosphere.

"Leave the antiques behind and get out immediately!"

A cold shout sounded, and the powerful breath of foundation building filled the void.

"This ancient atmosphere has never been seen before."

Song Qianming and Furukawa also came and looked at the stone tablet in shock.

It's too old, too old to appear in this time period.

In the distant Qi training realm, the Xiantian realm monks also came, but they were far away and did not dare to approach.

"Qingyang, let's go." The heroic swordsman hurriedly pulled him.

"No need." Li Qingyang held his hand and looked up at the many foundations in the sky: "Seniors, this object cannot be contracted to heroic spirits. It is only passed down by the ancestors. I am willing to hand it over. Can you take it away with me?"

"It's a joke. Is there any ancient object that can't be contracted to a heroic spirit?" A middle-aged man sneered: "Give me the ancient object, and I, the Wang family, will make the decision and give you a new ancient object."

"Your Wang family is really arrogant. I, the Liu family, want this antique."

Each of the foundation builders spoke one after another, and their positions spread out, surrounding Li Qingyang.

The heroic swordsman was too frightened to move and kept winking at him.

"If you don't believe it, feel free to do whatever you want." Li Qingyang thought for a moment and pulled the swordsman back: "This thing cannot be contracted to heroic spirits. I hope that after you verify it, you can leave this thing to me."

He felt the remaining power, and finally endured it, not wanting to waste it here.

After they got the information, they shouldn't grab a useless stone tablet, right?

"Huh?" Many foundation builders frowned and glanced at each other, but they were not in a hurry to take action.

Song Qianming frowned slightly: "Can you let us have a look? I am just curious and will not fight for it."

"Yes." Many foundation builders looked at each other and agreed.

There are so many of them here, Song Qianming is not good at fighting, and he was injured when he broke the formation, so he should not make an unwise choice.

Song Qianming and Gu He fell down and looked at Li Qingyang: "This thing has a heritage? If there is no need to talk about the method, can you tell me the information?"

"Just follow the requirements above." Li Qingyang knew him and was very polite.

Furukawa looked at the lines on the stone tablet, and his pupils suddenly shrank: "Fire fire? It's actually the method of fire fire!"

"What kind of fire?" Many foundation builders looked confused.

"The human race's firewood is the oldest legend. It says that by offering firewood, you can see your ancestors."

Gu He and Song Qianming looked at the stone tablet in disbelief: "Why would such an ancient thing appear here?"

The foundation builders looked at it one after another, and saw the contents on it, and began to recite it one after another.

A wisp of firewood poured into the stone tablet, and their minds were shaken, and they all saw the giant of a hundred feet and the terrifying earth beast.

In the distance, Fang Yi also came, but he did not approach.

"That is..." Qionghua also saw the contents of the stone tablet, and his expression was shocked: "Ancestor, how could that thing appear?"

Fang Rou frowned slightly: "Ancestor, just now you drew a line on the ground as a prison, right?"

Fang Yi nodded slightly, his expression calm: "Yes, just now the ground vein appeared in the void, it was a line on the ground as a prison, I didn't expect to meet the relic here."

"Then should we take it down?" Fang Rou asked.

"No, what's the use of a relic of a Hou Tu warrior?" Fang Yi rolled his eyes at her: "You still have one hidden in your body."

This is what I arranged myself. If I take it down, wouldn't it be in vain?

I believe that the contents of the stone tablet can calm them down.

This is what he asked [Star Spirit] to simulate. Not to mention a group of foundation builders, even if it is the Dao foundation of Blue Star, it is hard to tell whether it is true or false.

"That's right." Fang Rou lost interest immediately.

Qionghua and others heard his words, and the shock on their faces disappeared.

The ancestor can come in advance, and the appearance of a legacy is nothing, but if this heroic spirit can be contracted, will the ancestor have a companion?

"Ancestor, if you contract this Hou Tu warrior, will you not be alone?" Qionghua asked.

"I don't know how you contracted, but this stone tablet only contains some information. He should not have lied, so it should not be possible to contract."

Fang Yi said: "Besides, this is a good thing. Aren't you worried that I will be targeted? Now someone shares the burden."

Qionghua heard this and smiled: "Ancestor is thoughtful, I didn't think it through."

"Let's go, don't disturb him." Fang Yi turned and left: "If it is because of us that his inheritance has problems, it is also our fault."

"But if we don't take action, what if this group of people take action?" Fang Rou said worriedly.

"Then watch from a distance. I will take action if there is any danger." Fang Yi did not really leave, but just wanted to stay away to avoid affecting them.

If there is no chance, those guys will definitely turn hostile and attack!

Because of greed, even if they are willing to share the inheritance, who would not want to take it for themselves?

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